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Muse is not impressed with Mundane's choice of game for him.
Just so we're clear, Miss Mundane: I still don't want to be part of this game you want me to head off. Just because I have not been as vocal about my protests these days doesn't mean I accepted the fact you'll attempt to bring me there on when the application cycle reopens again.
Because. Mayfield. Really? Of all the places to sen me it's where reality is a suggestion and not a fact? Last time we checked there, it was a nuclear wasteland where everyone was eating each other for Thanksgiving! That isn't a place I want to be for a long period of time. Considering the fact you're taking me from canon where I'm dead this choice is more upsetting to me. If I go in there -- That's it. I'm all but trapped there unless I really want to see what's at the other side. That thought does not help me sleep at night, Miss Mundane.
Can't you send me somewhere more... slice-of-life? Less harmful or less likely to make me die multiple times? I know you always wanted to play there and you're gathering the courage to do it now so good for you.
Honestly I'm happy you're going to try and join but does it have to be me? I already have enough in my hands seeing in LiveJournal Andrea is going to hate my guts soon enough. You have so many people to choose from that mind of yours. Isn't there someone else you can send there and you can just let me wander about?
[The Mundane then points out she could always send his wife (Andrea) or his half-sister (Adalinda) instead if he really doesn't want to go there.
His facial expression is priceless.]
Y-You can't do that! Leave those two out of this discussion! [James throws his hands up in the air in frustration before bringing his hands down to run it through his hair.] Bloody hell. I'm going to hate the month of April when it comes, won't I?
Because. Mayfield. Really? Of all the places to sen me it's where reality is a suggestion and not a fact? Last time we checked there, it was a nuclear wasteland where everyone was eating each other for Thanksgiving! That isn't a place I want to be for a long period of time. Considering the fact you're taking me from canon where I'm dead this choice is more upsetting to me. If I go in there -- That's it. I'm all but trapped there unless I really want to see what's at the other side. That thought does not help me sleep at night, Miss Mundane.
Can't you send me somewhere more... slice-of-life? Less harmful or less likely to make me die multiple times? I know you always wanted to play there and you're gathering the courage to do it now so good for you.
Honestly I'm happy you're going to try and join but does it have to be me? I already have enough in my hands seeing in LiveJournal Andrea is going to hate my guts soon enough. You have so many people to choose from that mind of yours. Isn't there someone else you can send there and you can just let me wander about?
[The Mundane then points out she could always send his wife (Andrea) or his half-sister (Adalinda) instead if he really doesn't want to go there.
His facial expression is priceless.]
Y-You can't do that! Leave those two out of this discussion! [James throws his hands up in the air in frustration before bringing his hands down to run it through his hair.] Bloody hell. I'm going to hate the month of April when it comes, won't I?
